One of the teachers at my son’s school died unexpectedly yesterday. She taught my son and his classmates movement once a week for a short amount of time. She was 32.
I grieve for a life so short.
I grieve for her family and friends and co-workers that knew her best. They’ll certainly be feeling the loss of her presence.
And I grieve for the kids that were told this morning. That they will know grief.
This song came to mind this morning.